8
You did not hand me over to the enemy; you set my feet where I can move freely.
9
Show me favor, ADONAI, for I am in trouble. My eyes grow dim with anger, my soul and body as well.
10
For my life is worn out with sorrow and my years with sighing; my strength gives out under my guilt, and my bones are wasting away.
11
I am scorned by all my adversaries, and even more by my neighbors; even to acquaintances I am an object of fear when they see me in the street, they turn away from me.
12
Like a dead man, I have passed from their minds; I have become like a broken pot.
Complete Jewish Bible Copyright 1998 by David H. Stern. Published by Jewish New Testament Publications, Inc. All rights reserved. Used by permission.